My night out.

At the time of writing i am still drunk, minor errors in grammar and spelling must be excused. 

Last night we had our final exam in the law of obligations and naturally, like the college students we are, we needed to celebrate this. Said and done, after popping back to my place for a shower I decided to invite myself to a classmates place. For like an hour only he, I and another guy, also with the name of Pontus was alone in a sea of business law students from the year above us. 

I was drunk when people started dropping in, but mingled quite excessively and amongst other things spent like a halfenhour listening to a girl which sounded exactly like an old classmate of mine from highschool. (ISE people, Ise) I belive the only reason that I listened to her was that she gave me a Xider and it therefor would be rude to walk away. However I am not sure. After drinking her Xider I continued to drink my vodka, finishing it just in time for the owner of the flat to start screaming to us that we had to leave now or the club would close.

After the pre-party we went to akademin, where Armin and I downed two shots. Not sure but i belive I called him my favourite-boråsare.  I meet Roberto and he was stoned, and Dennis, this other dude from my class who I haven’ talked to before last night bought me another shot.  

The next two hours are a bit hazy but I think Roberto bought me a beer, or I bought him a beer. I’m pretty sure i drank beer. And I bothered two libanese girls from my class trying to convince them to add me on facebook and i hoisted one of them high up in the air (she’s quite petite). The evening was finished with a half finished sausage who was sold to me by the polish sausage-saleswoman outside of akademin. She must have made a fortune, that night.

The time is now half past 1 in the afternoon, and I’m starving so my plan is to go buy greasy food and then eat it. Afterwards I will probably go to the gym and then I will watch streamed television until I fall asleep. It’s gonna be a good day.

Edit. Armin just told me that Roberto is missing in action. Probably taken by the po -lice.

Study Study Study

On Wednesday I have a test on the law of Obligations. A big course spanning more or less everything that has to do with contract law and punitive damages. (i believe it’s translated as punitive damages, but in fact i have no ideá. I’m guessing quite simply) It’s basically my grade for this term. Seeing as I’m one of those dorky four-eyes who actually give a damn about their studies this test has bothered me for some time. For the last two weeks I’ve studied for more or less 8 hours per day. And yes, I find that to be a lot.

It has paid of, I now believe I know just enough to pass and I am content. The only thing I will do for the remaning days is revising (i.e reading) the laws at hand. Desperately making my final efforts to memorize the important bits.

And now, on common and quite outspoken request I will now not mention the test or acknowledge it’s existence until I find out how I did.